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Matthew Winchell
- St Louis, MO
- Last Record: 2013-04-18 06:45:08 +0200
- Joined: Jan 02, 2012
- twitter.com/mgwinchell
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"I'll tell you what you are: you are the mold on the cheese which is my day."
"Just what is that supposed to mean?" "It means that I was on my way to having a great day. A per... |
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"Hello, Moon," said the little girl. "I see you finally decided to get up." As her soft giggles skipped out through the doorway and rose into the night sky, a tuft... |
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Seen through the glassy surface Turns a world you'll never know. |
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INT - JIM'S OFFICE - DAY Jim sits on a wooden chair, at his desk, sifting through several mountains of paperwork as he props up a phone receiver using his right... |
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The sharp graphite tip of a pencil scratched along heavyweight paper making an easy diagonal curve. Soon, a mirroring bezier had been perfectly traced opposite of ... |
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Older Man (O.M.) Younger Man (Y.M.) ______________________________________________ O.M. "I wish you hadn't ... |
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